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It was empty.
It was always empty.
XXXX propped himself up, staring out the window dully.
There was no one going back for him.
His people were fighting a war, and had most likely forgotten about him.
The other sects wanted to prevent his return as much as possible, leaving him alone in a small cell.
He could leave, but where would he go?
He had already killed everyone in the base he was being kept in.
His cell was the only place he could really call a home.
People resented him for his abilities, while others feared him.
He felt empty.
It wasn't a new feeling, but it certainly wasn't a pleasant one.
The feeling of having nothing left, the feeling of having nothing to go back to, the feeling of having to stay alive without a reason.
When will it all end?
He thought.
Please... god, celestia, sect leader, whoever is out there- help me.
And the only way to, would be to kill me.
He hadn't felt anything other than pain for years.
Alone, forgotten, shunned aside.
Empty, half dead, dull.
And an insatiable desire for a reason to live.
I want to end it all.
.
But I can't.
A godkiller. He had the blood of hundreds of gods on his hands, and it was finally pulling him down to meet them.
Until a flash of light appeared in front of him.
A sect leader?
No. It can't be one. But... What's this feeling of familiarity I've almost forgotten?
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The Journey to Cultivation - Genshin Au (Mainly Cynonari in the beginning.)
FanfictionSET IN CHINA, WHERE THE SECTS PUT THEIR MAIN AREAS. THEIR MAIN LANGUAGE IS CHINESE (sorry) Only four (five) known Sects at the moment; they are the: Sumerian Sect Liyuean Sect Inazuman Sect Mondstadt Sect And the Snezhnayan Sect (Aka Fatui, they p...
